Every once in a while I get a gentle reminder that it is the little things in life that matter the most. The little things, like Dylan walking in the door with lillies (my favorite) and a bottle of wine in his hands. Or Addison climbing up on my lap, giving me a hug and saying, “Mom, you’re the best. I love you this much.” With her little arms outstretched as far as she can get them.
It is all to easy to get carried away by life. Busy planning our future, stressing about money or worrying about Addison’s safety. When I stop, literally, to smell the lillies, I find a fresh perspective on what I am doing and why it matters.
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